In the afternoon, Mr. Benson arrived to pick up Edward as arranged. “Edward, how have you been handling your work at the company lately? Is there anything you don’t understand?” Mr. Benson began questioning, continuously observing Edward’s expressions through the rearview mirror. Despite Edward appearing innocent, Mr. Benson understood that the young man behind him was far from simple, a shrewd individual beyond his apparent age.“Nothing much. I’ve been busy with studies lately, so I have paid little attention to company matters,” Edward replied, smiling, aware that Mr. Benson was observing him through the mirror.“Is that so?” Mr. Benson questioned further.“Oh, come on, Mr. Benson, you’re too suspicious. I’m just a twenty-something kid; how can I understand all the complexities of the company? Besides, I have friends, family, and personal matters to attend to,” Edward said, laughing.“Well, I’ve noticed that you’ve been in contact with McKay quite a bit lately. Any idea what you tw
“Okay, you step outside first,” Mr. Benson signaled the middle-aged man to leave. Now, in this spacious room, only he and Edward remained.“There are many renowned martial artists here. Have you chosen one for yourself?” Edward, smiling shyly, pretended not to know much. “I apologize; things are rushed, so I haven’t explored. Moreover, I trust Mr. Benson to choose someone suitable for me.” Edward mocked inside; lying without batting an eye was his forte. Truth be told, he had never intended to learn martial arts for defense. He was here for a different reason. Axiao had no mentor he wanted to learn from. There was only one person he wished to meet, someone who could become a pawn on his strategic chessboard.Mr. Benson said nothing. Choosing a master for Edward wasn’t a major issue.Just then, the door suddenly opened, revealing a man in his mid-forties. He was muscular, wearing a dark green, classy suit, towering at a height of 2 meters. Indeed, the newcomer was Gray Robinson, a skil
At a multi-level marketing company, an employee dialed a pre-assigned phone number to prepare for a sales consultation. Higher-ups provided all the numbers on the list. Less than ten seconds after pressing the call button, someone on the other end picked up.“Hello, we are Company X. Are you interested in our company’s circulation support products?” The salesperson was about to continue the sales pitch when suddenly, a highly tense voice of a young man on the other end interrupted. He repeatedly referred to the salesperson as “doctor” and kept mentioning his mother.“Doctor, what’s going on? How’s my mom?” The salesperson, bewildered, was about to explain when the voice on the other end continued, showing signs of urgency.“How is my mom now? Is it very dangerous?”“No, no. I think you may have misunderstood. We are not doctors, and we don’t know who your mother is.” The salesperson quickly spoke up. Initially, he thought the person on the other end was talking to someone else, and he
The elevator stopped on the 6th floor, and Edward stepped out. He didn’t turn into the restroom, nor did he head down to the hospital lobby. Instead, he turned left, where the rooms of actively treated patients were concentrated. And there was Jasper—his beloved “brother.” Edward found a secluded spot and sat down, quietly observing the situation. Of course, the “hidden” spot he chose conveniently provided a full view of Jasper’s hospital room.After sitting there for about three minutes, Mrs. Sherwood emerged from Jasper’s room. In less than a week, she seemed to have aged significantly, losing almost ten pounds. Mrs. Sherwood, currently in her sleepwear, had disheveled hair, wore flip-flops, and exuded an unkempt and disheveled appearance. As soon as she stepped out of Jasper’s room, she started yawning continuously, resembling a person addicted to cigarettes. Perhaps because of the continuous nights spent caring for Jasper, combined with the troubles she was facing, Mrs. Sherwood h
The people around saw Mrs. Sherwood fainting on the ground and gathered. Soon Mrs. Sherwood was taken into the hospital room by medical staff.Edward standing next to him couldn’t help but smirk. It’s worth it. She made so many mistakes half her life ago, now it’s time to pay the price. You will let her taste the pain slowly until she can’t stand it anymore.“This is the price you have to pay! It’s nothing compared to what you did to us!” Edward whispered. The moment she brought Jasper and Emily into his villa, while the young master of that villa was pushed out into the street, Edward still remembers clearly. How he collapsed that day. Now he will give her and her daughter the same taste. What must be paid must be paid! That house belongs to you, and so does Sherwood Company. Just because they usurped it for many years doesn’t mean it has become theirs. Edward will definitely get everything back. Everything must return to its original place. And that terrible family was forced to exp
Ah, that’s right, Edward. I’m about to be discharged!" Mrs. Goreng joyfully shared the news with Edward. The doctor had mentioned that her health had been improving lately, and the surgical wound had healed.“If everything goes as planned, I’ll be heading home in a week!”Certainly, Edward was delighted by this news. Mrs. Goreng was his only family, and he had been deeply concerned about her health. However, Mrs. Goreng’s discharge would pose some challenges for Edward. He would have to spend more time at home, maintaining a good image of being well-behaved and diligent. Every action would need more attention.“That’s great! I’m thrilled, and I’m sure Mr. Benson is too.” Edward said, turning towards Mr. Benson with a smile.“Well, after all, you know how Jackson is. Your mom just talked to him earlier. You’re always busy and trailing behind.”Hearing this, Edward chuckled, hurrying back to hug his mother.“Alright, alright, I know I was wrong. Wait until you’re discharged, and I’ll ta
Janet, frustrated after Edward ignored her calls for so long, entertained many hypotheses, all revolving around the idea that Edward might have an affair with another woman. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. In her mind, there was no other reason for his behavior! Just last night, there was still affection between them; Edward even gave her such a valuable gift. But today, she called him ten times, and he still didn’t answer! Was he playing around and planning to break up?Janet, not one to let such things happen, was determined to prevent it. The seat of the future Mrs. Sherwood belonged to her, and it had to be her, without a doubt!Janet gritted her teeth, continuously pressing the call button to reach Edward. Despite many attempts, the result remained the same – no answer.“Damn it! What the hell are you doing, you jerk!” Janet angrily threw her phone onto the bed and grasped her hair. Her emotions were a mix of worry and fury. She couldn’t bear the thought of
"Don’t think too much. It’s just that I have quite a few things to deal with.’ Edward spoke gently, and for now, his priority was to reassure Janet. ‘Really?’ ‘Yes, trust me. It’s just work.’ Janet felt a bit relieved hearing that, though not entirely trusting. Edward’s thoughts about another woman lingered in her mind. Men are the most untrustworthy creatures in the world.‘You’re only allowed to have me. If I catch you secretly meeting anyone else, I’ll tear both of you apart. Don’t complain then.’ Edward, hearing this, couldn’t help but shudder. The familiar stern tone persisted. Before accusing others, she should look in the mirror! A woman like her, a flirt demanding fidelity from others, was absurd. Also, if he had another woman, so what? They didn’t have any serious relationship. Edward had expressed no desire for Janet to be his girlfriend; she was his ex-girlfriend from the past, not anymore! Not to mention, what could someone as useless as her do? Stir up jealousy or cry and